San Francisco

I took a wrong turn and ended up in Oakland where there was tent cities of homeless people everywhere. I drove to North Berkeley but they even had some tent cities near downtown Berkeley with a sign that said ‘Berkeley + Oakland Shame on This Wall’, whatever that means. I saw a lot of old RVs, some that looked broke down, parked next to a lot of the tents. My guess is that the people living in those old RVs probably don’t travel much. The Berkeley tent city must be the upper class tent city because they were in a nicer neighborhood and they even had solar panels. I decided to take the train into downtown San Francisco from North Berkeley since North Berkeley is a nice area and finding a parking space in downtown San Francisco I heard is very difficult. I walked along the water from the Ferry Building to Fisherman’s Wharf and  then when I got back to North Berkeley I just parked on a residential street instead of the parking lot at the train station. It was a nice quiet street. Now I am at a rest area that has a beautiful view of the Golden Gate Bridge. This afternoon I am meeting up with a friend not far from here that I met at the Remington hot springs in California recently. I remember being in San Francisco when I was little and as an adult. When I was little I always said I wanted to move here but now I don’t care too much for the big cities although San Francisco is a nice city 🌆